Why Did You Come Back? (One Direction)

Chapter11

I wake up and see blue eyes in front of face. My eyes open widely and I do the first thing that comes to mind, I punch him. The stranger falls on the ground covering he nose and groaning. I pull my sleeve down staring at the words.

I don't regret it. Its bad that I feel that way but... "Don't bother" he says interupting my thoughts. "I saw your arm" he says. I can hear the pain in his voice, from his nose or pain for me. "Want do you want?" I ask annoyed. "I want to take you back"

What the hell? "Who the hell are you?" I yell backing away. I hit a tree. "Oh....I though you knew" he says. He removes his hands from his face. Niall?! "Niall, what are you doing? Where's Liam?" I ask eagerly. I mentally slap myself.

Why am I asking for Liam. All he was, was an ass at the house "He's back at house, they wanted to look in the house first. I knew you wouldn't stay there so I came looking for you" he says looking me in the eye.

I can tell from the bags under his eyes he was up all night. I open my mouth but no sounds. "Why? Brooke, why would you do that?" He says somberly. Are you kidding me? "Are you seriously asking me that?" I yell at him. He nods.

I scream in fustration. I walk around him but he grabs the arm I cut. I let out a small whimper, Niall doesn't notice. "Come on Brooke, let me help you" he says. He stares into my eyes trying to if there's any emotion. There is so much.

I'm not going to talk to him. I shake my head. "Please Brooke," he starts giving me puppy dog eyes. I close my eyes. Do not give in, do not give in. "Niall, stop it. These are my problems, not yours" I plead. He puts both hands on my face.

He kisses my so lightly I could barely feel it. "Now will you tell me?" he asks me with a big smile on his face. "Niall, I'm so sorry" I say so softly he didn't hear me. I let out a deep breath. I stomp on his foot and knee him the stomach.

He groans foward and I move out of the way so he hits the tree. He's out cold. A tear rolls down my face. Why do I make everthing extreme? I kiss his forehead and just leave him there. I keep walking, I walk into an alley and just sit there.

LIAM'S POV (finally)

We've been driving forever and no sign of both of them. Its really early in the morning (7:00) and the boys are arguing over getting a motel, driving back home or keep looking. "we have to keep looking" Louis whines. "Can't we just a motel" Harry cries.

"I think we should go back, my hair and I need our sleep. I didn't get that suped up bed for no-" I cut Zayn off. "Shut up. Maybe it's a good thing she's gone." I say choosing my words wisely. They stare at me, mouths hanging. Not wise enough.

I sigh. "I'm not saying we leave her out there, when we find her, we don't kidnap her again" I say glaring at Louis. He looks out the window. "STOP!" He screams. I slam down on the brakes and brace so I don't hit the windshield.

I feel the boys behind me hit my seat. They almost break my brace, almost. I puch harder and I almost break my arm, almost. I close my eyes and breath. "What Louis? What the hell is so important" I yell trying not to rip his head off. "Niall"

"What?" we all say at the same time. We run out of the car and see Niall on the ground. He's awake but he's just sitting there. "Dude" Zayn says groggily. How can he be tired, we almost died. He doesn't move. "Nialler' I say. Nothing.

I snap in front of his face. He blinks and looks up. He smiles that heart warming grin...then it falls and you see the anger. "Who did it? Who broke her?" He says above a whisper. "What are talking about Niall?" Louis  says his wavering.

"Shut it, Louis. You know what I'm talking about" he says his voice filled with hate. "All your abuse and mean words have finally gotten to her. Don't say anything, I saw her arm. I can't believe we did that, why would you make us do this" he says.

I smirk knowing thats what I said to Louis. I shake it off. "What was on her arm?" I ask. Please no, please no, please no. "She cuts" he says. I knew it!. "It gets worse, she doesn't just cut. I looked at her arm. She'd cut for a long time" he continues.

I take a deep breath. I really want to punch Louis. "She stopped and recently started again but she doesn't cut" he says. What? I'm so confused. "Niall, please explain, this doesn't make sense" Harry pleads. "She slices, she cuts deep" he says.

"She slices words, she dug the words: slut, ugly and a few others" he says. Louis opens his mouth, Niall stops him. "No Louis, I don't care what the time is, we are going to keep looking until we find her. We have to find her" his voice breaks.

"I'm not going to be the sensitive one anymore, I saw the direction she ran in. That was 2 hours ago but I'm gonna keep looking." Niall says, he's walking with a small limp. It's not noticible but my father was a doctor so I know a few things.

BROOKE'S POV

I've been sitting here for a while. I have no idea how long. I left around 9:30pm and fell asleep at the tree, Niall woke me up at 6: maybe, the sun was barely out. My eyes are tired but every time I close them I see Louis about to hit me.

I open my eyes before he can. It's funny how I speak like its real. Then it hits me, its not real. Louis not here. I close my eyes before I lose that thought. I open them real quick to make sure I'm still alone. I'm not...

...There's 5 silouettes at the entrance to the alley.

Am I a bitch or what? ha ha ha ha I'm here to make your life a living hell. I need your opinion, when I switch POV'S it it obvious what time difference is or do you guys think it's happening at the same time. Just Curious Because I Can Be.

Joking I'm like the nicest person I know....thats a fat lie. I'm uber mean.

Sorry, I didn't post yesterday. We had a P.A day and I realsied today isn't Monday

Ta, ta

Teena <3 1D